oddly, in some ways they are. I'm feeling guilty about the fact that the house is no tidier than I started the holiday (even though I did lots of cleaning on the Thursday before SwanCon, so that the unpacking wasn't going to be a complete disaster), and that the couple of projects I really want to get finished haven't even been unpacked from their respective boxes, but not as guilty as I might.
Instead, I've been fired up on all sorts of levels, and getting some oomph back (I'm doing fan fic research! after dinner time! for a story that I think I know how the research is relevant, but I might have to muck with the time lines (Charles Babbage! Lydia Bennett! The Scarlet Pimpernel! oh, my)). And I've tackled a couple of tasks that have been hanging about. And I had my first clarinet lesson today!
The not enough done is work - I have in fact not read a single journal article, or looked at any of the things that I was going to put some time in to make up for the missing time for this that and the other (generally kid related) thing.
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Instead, I've been fired up on all sorts of levels, and getting some oomph back (I'm doing fan fic research! after dinner time! for a story that I think I know how the research is relevant, but I might have to muck with the time lines (Charles Babbage! Lydia Bennett! The Scarlet Pimpernel! oh, my)). And I've tackled a couple of tasks that have been hanging about. And I had my first clarinet lesson today!
The not enough done is work - I have in fact not read a single journal article, or looked at any of the things that I was going to put some time in to make up for the missing time for this that and the other (generally kid related) thing.
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